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“Yep, this is it.”
“Hmm.” He looks around the field. “You’d think it’d be bigger.”
“That’s what she said,” we say in unison, laughing.
“Holy shit, it’s Ace Sullivan,” a voice says from behind us.
We turn around to find the group standing there with mouths all agape.Yep, it was totally worth keeping this secret from the team.
“Alright, alright, everyone, close your mouths and quit fangirling. Y’all act like you’ve never seen a professional baseball player before.”
Ace opens his mouth, but I hold my hand up, cutting him off before he can throw a dig at my expense.
“Yes, this is Ace. He’s going to be helping me out for a few days. Y’all have been working hard lately, so I thought you might like to look at someone with an uglier mug than me.” Okay, I couldn’t help myself.
“Speak for yourself, dickhead,” Ace snorts. He opens his mouth to say something else but stops when something catches his attention elsewhere. He lets out a low whistle. “Now, how do I get to stare at that”—he nods toward the side by the fence that separates the fields—“instead of you?”
Everyone turns to see who has Ace pulling down his sunglasses from his face.
“That’s Coach’s girlfriend, Ms. Parker,” Beau says.
“Damn,” he elongates, “she isdefinitelyway too good for you.”
“Don’t I know it,” I mutter under my breath. “Do me a favor. Introduce yourselves to Ace and what position you play, and then warm up. I’ll be right back.”
I don’t wait for a response before I jog over to where Riley leans against the metal fence.
“Hey, beautiful.” I smile when I approach her, leaning in and pressing a quick kiss to her lips.
“Hi,” she responds, pushing the hair out of her eyes.
“This is a surprise.”
“I know, I’m sorry.” She winces. “I hope it’s okay I interrupted.”
I wave her off. “The guys just came out, so we haven’t even started. They’re just warming up.”
She quirks a brow, and I close my eyes and let out a low groan, knowing I probably don’t want to turn around because if I do, I’m sure I won’t be seeing the team warming up but doing something crude. Riley lets out a little giggle.
“What’s going on?”
“So, Sutton is here.”
“Oh.” I try to recall a conversation lately where she may have told me her sister was coming to visit.
“Yeah, she just surprised me, completely unannounced and so like her. She came right here from the airport.” Riley runs her hands through her hair, clearly flustered. “Austin drove her home so that she didn’t have to wait around till rehearsal was over.”Poor Austin.“So, I know we’re supposed to have dinner at your parents’ place and then go out—”
“I don’t see why we can’t still do that. I can text my mama and tell her there’s one more coming. You already know that there’ll be plenty of food. There’s no need to worry.”
I swipe my thumb at the crease formed between her brows before dragging my hand to her cheek.
“Thanks,” she exhales, leaning into my touch.
Bringing my other hand to her cheek to cup her face, I pull her mouth to mine. As soon as our lips touch, that familiar weightless feeling settles into my stomach. I swear, each time I kiss this woman, it only gets better. Nipping her bottom lip, I smirk when she gasps. I know I should slow this down. This is not quite PG, but I can’t. She’s an addiction I can’t seem to quit. When she moans, I know I need to stop before I let this go too far. When I finally pull back, peppering her lips with chaste kisses, I smile down at my girl. Riley’s cheeks are flushed with my favorite shade of pink, and her eyes are closed as if she is savoring the moment.
“Feel better?”
She nods.
